Jeffrey Philip Clegg
Biography of Jeffrey Philip Clegg
I've been published in several e zines and had several poems published in 'remark' magazine.
Jeffrey Philip Clegg Poems
I was sitting on our sofa reading a book about the original carnival geeks when I realized my girlfriend
Crayons (A Poem For Kids)
With a yellow crayon You can color the Sun This can draw You Close to the Son.
Licking Balls In Velvet Fingers Of Grass
Oh verdancy! Dear verdancy! Oh vast expanse of space! You want Zen? Where've you been?
The Gathering Of Grays
I stroll away beneath the cobwebbed sky having stolen your spirit which implodes within me
When Beagle Puppies Lick You (A Poem For...
when beagle puppies lick you it means they love you when beagle puppies lick you
The rains of this November followed The uncertainty of this October and Began with the blue lights in September Revolving in my car's rear window.
Down On Me
The thrills of Spring The fun of Summer The pills of Winter To lift the bummer
Body Shock (The Joy Of On Again Off Agai...
I wake up for the third day in a row with my body screaming in pain The insides of my elbows and knees feel stretched to the point of snapping
A Very Thin Line
When I realized I was no longer down I swore I'd stay away From the demon called depression The one that holds such sway
Blinded By The Light
I wake up on the side of the road I have no idea how I got here My head feels like a lead zeppelin
A Life Devoid Of All Vices
I was about to use my blender to make a big, beautiful Hurricane which I figured would help blow me away
Breakfast Of Champions (A Poem For Kids)
I am your morning flower ~ I don't wear square pants But am, in fact, spongy
The Glistening Dagger
For me there is no fun anymore The spring has dried up
You come out of the master bedroom closet in the daintiest of nighties I do all the talking as we lay down on the bed
Shake, Rattle And Roll
Gold and black
With diamond back
I slither toward my prey
Close to the ground
Without a sound
I smell what I will slay
In silence I prepare to strike
My presence still not known
The victim's failure to escape